Ode

There's an eerie glow over the campus at this hourwhen, on any other day,we would be found sleeping or working or procrastinating.Now we're found huddled around the blue glow of the television screen as we hear the same words overand overand over again.I know that Ohio's a swing, you don't need to reemphasize your point while we sit with baited breath,watching empty numbers flicker nervously.Whomever wins wins, and the other is leftwith un-corked champagne bottles to pack away for another year...